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Running out of the banquet hall, Zhuo Shengling didn't know where he was going, the only feeling he felt was pain, as if he was being torn apart, as if he was being crushed.

In the castle, beautiful boys and girls, gorgeous clothes...

In the city, there are skinny people.

People, yes, it can only be said to be people, their skeleton-like figures make it difficult to distinguish between men, women and children.tattered, or without clothes.

Various juices, delicious cakes...

Bright red blood, fresh flesh and blood...

Vampire fangs...

'Food' intoxication...

death cry...

The corpse whose flesh and blood were torn apart...

disgusting sight...

Hidden in the corner can not be blocked ... malicious sight ...

Sitting powerlessly... Hidden in the corner... With lust/desire, with desire/desire to devour...

floating in the air...

bloody

pornography

and death...

"Plop..." At the very edge of the campus, something fell into the lake.

uncomfortable...

Falling...

nowhere to focus...

With the hot tattoo on his neck, his whole body felt like it was on fire, and he couldn't stop getting hot.

hot, very hot...

The water is very cold and gently wraps people around.Together with the air block...

The water was shining brightly, blurring the vision, only the glint of light remained in the field of vision.

"Sacrifice my soul, offer my body; I trade my life for my strength, so my body will not survive. This soul has no wheels. After my life is sacrificed, my strength will be exhausted. If this strength is exhausted, I will be dead, and I will no longer exist..."

who is talking...

it's me?

The blood stained the field of vision red, and the torn creatures...

The feet are wet...sticky...with warmth...

"Seimei! Seimei!"

who?Panicked like that.

Who are you calling?

.

What is death like?

The last ray of air slipped away from between the lips and teeth, and the bubbles swirled round and floated out of the water, creating layers of ripples.

Humming sounded in my mind, my involuntary breathing brought water into my lungs, black and white appeared in my mind, my vision was no longer disturbed by the water, and I began to blur...

The body starts to become nothingness, becomes a shining fluorescent light and dissipates, and the consciousness gradually blurs...

I really want to sleep...

"Ahhhhh!! I have been looking for an heir for thousands of years!!! Why..."

"Seimei! I'm sorry! I was wrong! Don't scare me! Qingming! Qingming!"

"Zero! Zero! Where are you? Zero!"

very noisy…

"Plop--"

In the blur, someone swam over...

red eyes...

Tang San…

.

"Qingming! Qingming!" Seeing the person disappearing in front of him, Tang San panicked.

Tang San didn't expect the inner demon to be so turbulent and occupy his mind.

drugged... imprisoned...

Thrown by herself on the street...the powerless Seimei...

If Seimei hadn't written that piece of cloth, and was seen by himself when he destroyed everything, I am afraid that Seimei would not even be able to see it dissipate...

Death

It was reflected in my mind for a moment.

"How come..." Tang San's voice trembled a little, and the hand that took the medicine from the 24th Bridge Moonlight Night also trembled, "What should I do... what medicine..."

"It's useless! It's useless!" One by one, one by one, many medicines and fairy grasses were piled up in front of Tang San in an instant, Tang San felt so incompetent for the first time.

"It's useless... Even the soul is dissipating..." Qingming tried to comfort Tang San, her voice gradually lowered.

"No, it won't." Tang San flipped through his storage bag, his eyes blurred with tears, "I haven't apologized like you yet... You still have to go back to Ping'an Jing..."

No answer... The person in front of him has closed his eyelids, and he can already see the scenery behind him clearly through his body.

"Soul..." Tang San pierced Qingming's still solidified chest with a knife, there was not much blood, but it still splashed on his face.

Tang San stuffed a black lotus seed into the wound on Qingming's chest.

Nine-leaf yin - born in a place where yin gathers, one flower and nine leaves, the dead are afraid, addicted to souls, devour the souls of the living as nourishment, and then mature and bear seeds.However, nine is extremely numerous, and Jiuyeyin is also a good thing to condense the soul.

The black rhizomes spread, covering Qingming's whole body, and even the emitted fluorescence was entangled and absorbed by the rhizomes.

Afterwards, nine gathering points appeared on Qingming's body, and something grew out as if piercing through flesh and blood.

Those were nine black lotus leaves, and something grew out of the nine leaves.

Qingming's body had disappeared, only a large mass of rhizomes remained in place, spreading outward, wanting more nourishment.

The flower bud was already the size of a palm, trembling slightly and about to open, a white hand picked it off.

"This way... it won't dissipate." Tang San held the immature Jiuyeyin in his hand, and from the slightly split petals, he could see a small cluster of fluorescent light on the black flower center, "It will be fine. ...It will be fine...I will not let you disappear...I'm sorry, I'm sorry...No matter what method I use, I will...save you..."

(Author: Uh...Changed it, Chu Liang still likes Tang Sansan quite a lot, and if he continues to make such a fuss, he really has to change, and then _(:з」∠)_My generation has arrived at school, and I feel like a useless person. Axi Bar_(:з」∠)_）

The author has something to say: I finally know why TV dramas have slow-motion and close-up shots. It’s like writing. You can write a lot of chatter, and people will lose one picture_(:з」∠)_

then…

Then it’s me, Carvin_(:з」∠)_